You're the worst thing that's ever happened to me.

*******: There are things about you that I like. You're smart, you're funny, you're... spectacular in bed... But you're intolerable! You have very serious emotional problems. Deep seated problems for which you should seek professional help.

Feelin' like Hell everytime I breathe.

Thought I was down.
Thought I was gone.
Thought I was around.
I left you alone.
Look Up in the Sky.
Just look Up in the Sky.
See that I'm everywhere
Everywhere
Shining Down on You.

i wanna pwn stuff like this guy.

Jack the White.

My soul is shattered.

I want love

To roll me over slowly

stick a knife inside me,

and twist it all around.

I want love to

grab my fingers gently

slam them in a doorway

put my face into the ground.

I want love to

murder my own mother

and take her off to somewhere

like hell or up above.

I want love to

change my friends to enemies,

change my friends to enemies

and show me how it's all my fault.

I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me x 2

Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.

I want love to

walk right up and bite me

grab a hold of me and fight me

leave me dying on the ground.

And I want love to

split my mouth wide open and

cover up my ears,

and never let me hear a sound.

I want love to,

forget that you offended me

or how you have defended me,

when everybody tore me down.

Yeah I want love to

change my friends to enemies,

change my friends to enemies

and show me how it's all my fault.

Yeah I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me

I wont let love disrupt, corrupt or interrupt me

I wont let love disrupt, corrupt, or interrupt me anymore.

Something bright!

Wasalu "Lupe Fiasco" Muhammad Jaco

Bow. You deserve every inch of love and respect that I can give to someone.

Send your soul here http://www.youtube.com/user/LupeFiasco?feature=watch

Пункция.

In memory of my former self,

                          programmer, genius, fool, son, brother, visionary, playboy, madman, druggie, friend.

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleepin' in their beds

The city cemetary's hummin'

I'm wide awake, its mornin'

I have my drugs, I have my woman

they keep away my loneliness

My parents, they have their religion

But sleep in separate houses

I read the body count out of the paper

And now it's written all over my face

No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place

So I'm drinkin', breathin', writin', singin'

Every day I'm on the clock

My mind races with all my longings

But can't keep up with what I got

And so I hope I dont sound too ungrateful

What history gave modern man

A telephone to talk to strangers

Machine guns and a camera lens

So when you're asked to fight a war thats over nothin'

Its best to join the side thats gonna win

No one's sure how all of this got started

But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how its gonna end

Oh yeah we will, oh yeah we will!

Well I could have been a famous singer

If I had some one else's voice

But failures always sounded better

Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleepin' in their beds

The city cemetary's hummin'

I'm wide awake, its mornin'!

What's happened to Soho?